Colors

[Intro // 32bars cinematic] Colors of the city Colors of the city Can you see them The colors… [Verse 1 // Fast Delivery] Prolific No prophylactic Producing Creating Co-laboring God painting Landscapes and cityscapes No escaping his love For the city For You and me self portrait A collage of His kids corporately Worshipping Around Toledo In the streets completely Unhindered, like David God created us to Co-create with him By tending the community gardens And pardoning those in our hearts When we think the clay has hardened in theirs, By covering our city in prayers More beautiful than paint, His brush the mouths of the saints no restraint in his beauty, but… [Refrain] The colors Where are the colors Where went the colors [Verse 2 // Fast Delivery] Instead of his array Muted gray Maumee Lifeless Neutered Shallow roots with no fruit On the trees, where is the green? Kids coloring a gray sky and a Grey river No sliver of color Mother's in tight black Faces painted neutral with no feeling Outfits revealing decaying hearts Purple and blue eyes hidden behind disguises, fakes smiles and fake cheer Only seeing pink once a year, on valentines day where most of purple and blue happen anyway Where is the red, the fire Passion in the city dead Flickering for a walleye game No one's seen the sun, seen yellow since, they went inside for a pandemic and now a whole city anemic an epidemic No one likes this esthetic anymore Throw it out Blank canvas [Refrain] But we can’t We can’t [Verse 3 // fast delivery] More a mosaic He takes the pieces broken and battered A smattering of souls Sewn back together Faith a thread so golden stitches shine Molten Colors hot Vibrant Demons closing their eyes As they gaze at the skyline Be the brush in His hand At his command the earth came into being He can restore a city But he Wants co-laborers Mothers willing to carry Creativity full term Into its destiny Fathers shouldering the load Of leading souls to build Something new Something kingdom Cause that’s freedom To follow and to Serve Why be a slave to our passions when we can passionately slave away For the one who calls us friend And in the end Its joy Let our city Ring With it Joy With colors All the colors Heaven on earth In toledo [Drop] Holy Toledo